You live in the back of my throat. Folded up there. A memento.
Your scent. Your memory. Muted and momentary. Heavy. The smell of sleep. Reminiscent. Bittersweet.
Once I laid my head on you. Inhaled to match your rhythm. As if somehow that’d bind us close together indelibly.
You live in my cavities. Empty spaces of my body. Your voice. Your memory. Planted deep. A pit inside me.
It’s funny because there isn’t always a later, despite how much id hope there be. You’re never promised a later or a tomorrow, not with love, relationships, friendships, family, life, and the list goes on.
Say what you need to say, do what you want to do, and don’t forget to look at the sky on a beautiful day.
I should go back to writing and reading.
Im losing track of myself, I am…. I don’t know what to do and I’m afraid im crippling under the pressure.
Im questioning everything I’ve ever wanted and I’m scared.
Leave me//I will go in peace
I made this last quarter ok bye
Its over // Seahaven
"A serious girl, when she finds someone who calms her spirit and quiets her busy thoughts, will love you so fiercely, it will defy even her own logic and reasoning."
"Every time you show your feelings, you apologize. Have you ever had an emotion in your life that you weren’t ashamed of?"
"i still get very high and very low in life. daily. but i’ve finally accepted the fact that sensitive is just how i was made, that i don’t have to hide it and i don’t have to fix it. i’m not broken."
okay seriously if you’re in a relationship or even a friendship and you find yourself spending more time crying out of sadness or arguing with them, leave them. i don’t care if they’re a modern day aphrodite/adonis or a gift bestowed upon you by the gods. toxic people are dangerous and i highly advise cutting them out of your life and finding someone who makes you laugh until you snort your drink out your nose instead.
shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license